Page 8 of Rejected and Pregnant By the Alpha King

He grinds us together, sending jolts of pleasure racing up my spine.

“I’m going to take you,” he whispers into my ear. “I’ll take you so many times you won’t be able to think straight until I’m done with you. You’re going to take me so good. I just know you will.”

My stomach clenches again. “I-It’s my first time.”

The words spill out of me before I can stop them. I feel Aiden freeze over me, his breath catching while I berate myselfinternally for being so stupid for ruining the moment like this. Why the hell would I need to tell him that?

It’s only going to stop him from—

“I’ll try to be gentle.” He kisses along the shell of my ear. “I promise.”

I moan, not being able to help it.

That seems to only encourage him though.

He doesn’t waste any more time in reaching between us to undo his belt and get his pants shoved down enough to let his cock spring free. I feel it drag against my inner thigh, leaving a trail of wetness behind to tease me with what’s to come.

“I can’t wait to feel that tight hole squeezing around me.” He nips at my skin. “You’re going to drain me dry, aren’t you?”

His hips pull back just enough to give him room to hook his fingers around the edge of my panties and pull them to the side. I grab onto his arms, bracing myself for him to slowly slide into me.

Only he doesn’t do that at all, clearly much too impatient and pent up to make this drag out any longer.

As soon as the head of his cock is pressed against my entrance, his hips jerk to enter me. I practically shoot off the bed at the sudden intrusion, both pain and pleasure mixing together inside of me to create an entire storm of overwhelming feelings.

“Oh fuck!” My nails dig into his skin as he sinks deeper into me with each thrust.

He holds me down, letting out a deep groan. “That’s it. Take me in, baby. Be good for me and spread those legs apart.”

It feels so damn good knowing how feral he is to mate with me.

My mate.

With each pull of his cock sliding out of me, slickness and probably a little bit of blood drip down my inner thighs and onto the sheets under me.

I don’t even care that I’m going to have to clean it up before Delilah gets back, or that I’m going to have to air out this room so she can’t smell the pheromones pouring off of both of us right now.

Aiden’s pace is brutal. He doesn’t even bother trying to let me adjust to him—he’s far too gone with having me. Our mating bond is making him lose all sense of his earlier politeness.

I’ve heard of the mating bond making couples so desperate that it drives them to the extremes just to be able to get at each other.

More than once I have stumbled upon a couple right outside of my cabin clawing at each other while they fuck. It always seemed painful back then, but now I get it.

The pain mixed with pleasure is everything.

Thisis everything.

“Mine,” Aiden whispers into my ear. “I own you. Your body, your soul. It’s all mine.”

Something begins to build in me—a pressure that tingles just at the edge of my mind. I focus on it, letting it drown everything else out while it grows bigger and bigger by the second.

“Repeat it back to me,” he tells me.

It’s hard to form words, my brain short-circuiting even at the mention of trying to do so. But I force myself through it—to tell him exactly what he wants to hear and what I’m dying to say.

“Yours, Aiden,” I practically sob. “I’m all yours.”

“Good girl.” Aiden’s lips crash into mine in another bruising kiss, his tongue parting my lips in order to thrust into my mouth in time with his cock moving inside of my hole.

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